Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Rocksteady ❯ Hey Baby ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer- I do not own DBZ or any of the songs on Rock Steady they are by No Dobt

Authors note- sniff ok now I'm sad my second chapter has been up for 3 days but I didn't get any reviews…….. well here's chapter 3 any way please review. It might be a little longer before I can get the next chapter out…. I pulled a muscle in my back and it's a pain in the ass to sit at the comp very long.

"Hey Baby"

Bulma stormed back into her house not only incredible pissed but also confused. This made a bad combination for a certain Sayain who happened to be digging in the fridge. Angry Bulma was one thing, angry irrational Bulma was quite another.

"Women why the hell are you stomping about. It's like having a heard of large beasts trampling through the house." Vegeta said as Bulma rampaged into the kitchen.

"Fuck you, you fucking prick. I'm in no mood for your shit." She said as she picked up the first thing that she found at threw it at him.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and caught the `deadly' banana that she had launched at him and began to peel and eat it.

"Not that I care, but what the hell is wrong with you?" He asked.

"For your information buster I just caught that good for nothing son of bitch Yamcha cheating on me." Bulma said as her aura glowed a dangerous red.

"Oh, is that all." Vegeta replied with little interest.

"Is that all!? You fucking prick I thought I was going to marry him. I loved him…"

"Loved." He interrupted her tirade. "I'd think that that would be the operative word here."

"What the hell are you talking about." Bulma calmed down some but still shot him a nasty look.

"Loved, as in past tense. No more, no longer in the picture, you want a diagram? What does it matter if you no longer love him get over it and find someone else."

Bulma blinked at him a few seconds realizing he actually made sense. "Maybe your right Vegeta. I just need to find someone to help me get over him."

Vegeta just grunted and walked past her going up stairs to his room.

Bulma sit at the table pondering what to do now. She could always go to a dance club. When her and Yamcha had gone together a lot of men had always stared at her. She thought she would be able to find a guy there. Problem was she didn't want to go alone. She smiled.

`That's it. I'll call everyone up tomorrow and invite them to go with me. Then we can all have fun and I won't feel weird going alone.' Bulma thought. Satisfied with her plan she made her way upstairs to sleep for the night.

~ The next morning ~

"Hi Chichi, it's me Bulma." She said her hand cradling the cordless against her ear.

"Oh hi Bulma how are things going" the sound is muffled and Bulma care hear Chichi telling Goku to get his hands out of the food. "Sorry about that."

"No problem I understand. I was just calling to see if you and Goku would want to go to a dance club with me tonight. I've already invited Krillin and I thought you could use a night out as well."

"That sounds great actually. I haven't gone out with Goku in ages." Chichi said sounding excited.

"Ok, lets all meet at my house at 7. Sound good?" Bulma said smiling.

"Yes we will be there. Even if I had to tie Goku up and drag him there." Chichi said laughing.

"Ok, see you then."

"Bye." The phone clicked and Bulma hung up. Now the only person she had left to invite would be by far the toughest.

Bulma made her way to the G.R. and rapped on the door. After a few minutes an irate Vegeta answered.

"What is it woman?"

"We're going to a dance club tonight and I want you to come. That's not a request." She said smugly.

"And what makes you think I'll go?"

Bulma pulled out a small remote and pushed a rather large red button. "This is what makes me think you'll go. I just deactivated the G.R. and I refuse to fix it until you go with us."

"Us?"

"Yes, me, Krillin, Chichi, and Goku."

"Ahh, it's bad enough you're forcing me to go but now I have to spend time with that idiot." He said knowing she had bested him once again.

"Well just think of it this way. It is a dance club, just think of it as another area you can beat Goku at. For some reason I doubt he has a very good sense of rhythm. You do know how to dance don't you?"

"I'm the Prince of all Sayains of course I know how to dance." He said glaring daggers at her.

"Good, now we just need to go shopping for outfits." Her eyes started to glitter in maniacal glee at the thought of buying more clothes.

Vegeta got nervous at this point. "Woman how about I make you a deal? I'll go and I'll even be decent to your stupid friends tonight and wear whatever atrocity you pick out for me if you don't make me go shopping with you. Also you reactivate the training room while your gone."

Bulma sighs, she had such fun ideas of playing dress up with him, but this was about as good of a deal she could hope for from him.

"Deal" she typed in a code on the remote. "We're leaving at 7 so you need to come up and get ready before that. I'll leave your new clothes on your bed, and for the love of Kami take a shower." She said laughing as she walked away.

Vegeta groaned what had he gotten himself into. He turned and walked in the training room trying to make up for the time he would lose tonight.

~ Later that night ~

Bulma added one more coat of lip-gloss and went to check on Vegeta. She had chosen a tight lace up black corset style shirt and matching leather pants for the night. The rest of her was dusted in glitter with a gray haze of eye shadow and mascara emphasizing her eyes. She knocked on Vegeta's door and waited as he opened it. Vegeta glared at her.

She had to admit she had great taste in clothing. She had to guess at his sizes and it seems she had gotten it just right. The tight gray shirt stretched to fit perfectly against his well-toned chest and the loose black pants went great with it. She wasn't sure what kind of material the pants where but they were kind of silky and looked great on him. Then the coup de grace she hadn't been able to resist. A huge black collar with a single ring hanging in the front.

"Do you think I'm your dog now woman?" He asked fingering the collar around his neck.

"Aww come on humor me. You look awesome and the collar just makes the outfit."

"What ever let's go." He said stomping down stairs. Bulma just giggled and followed him.

The Rest of the group had already arrived and had been ushered into the living room by Bulma's mother.

She had to admit the others looked great as well. Krillen was wearing black jeans with a nice blue dress shirt that had black flames on it. Chichi was in a tight Purple dress that had a sheer black duster over it, and some how she managed to dress Goku up in a loose pair of khaki's and a black tank with white shirt over it.

"Glad you guys made it. Let's go." She said ushering her friends out the door whom where busy gaping at the fact that Bulma had gotten not only Vegeta to come, but to also dress up.

Bulma climbed behind the wheel and Vegeta climbed in the passenger seat leaving the other three to pile in the back.

"Hey Vegeta guess what?" Goku said oblivious to the closed off demeanor that Vegeta was projecting.

"You realized chickens where smarter then you?"

"….uhh no that wasn't it." Goku said scratching his head.

"What, idiot."

"Oh yea…….i forgot…..how about that." Goku just laughed as Vegeta growled under his breath.

Chichi smacked Goku up side the head.

"Jeez I swear sometimes I think chickens ARE smarter then you." She said.

Goku gave her his best hurt look and she crumbled.

"Be glad you're so cute." She said kissing him.

Vegeta who was slightly amused at hearing her reprimand him was now mentally gagging. It was easy to see she was stronger then most females. Why she put up with Kakorote's stupidity was beyond him.

Finally they arrived at the dance club. As soon as the walked in they caught the attention of everyone in the room. Goku and Chichi went off to start dancing as Krillin and Bulma surveyed the room. Vegeta just stood in the background and glared.

She heard a few people exclaim, "is that Bulma Breifs? Isn't she one of the riches women in the world?"

She sighed. She liked attention but people hitting on her because of her money was something she could do with out. Once everyone found out who she was it was like everyone was her long lost best friend from high school or knew her parents somehow. After making her way through the crowd she went to sit in a booth. She ordered some tea and started scanning the crowd for her friends. Krillin was talking to a tall brunette and Vegeta was currently holding a swarm of females at bay. She heard a few women yelling "Hey baby" in his direction trying to pull him on the dance floor. He looked like he was about to blast a few of them so Bulma thought she would go to Vegeta's rescue.

She walked up to him and slipped her arm in his pulling him to the dance floor as the other women shot her death glares.

"Looks like your popular tonight." She said as they made their way thorough the crowd

"Apparently these women don't see real men like me often and can't contain themselves. The only think I still don't quite understand all the euphemisms that you people use. One of them wanted my `cock' what does poultry have to do with anything?" Vegeta asked looking confused.

Bulma snickered. "Never mind that Vegeta let's dance."

"Hrmmph." He said as he moved up behind her pulling her close. She could feel the ripple of his muscles against her bare back as they slowly began to move with the music. Like liquid in motion they slid up and down to the rhythm that was pulsing through their veins. The base was so loud it felt as if her heart was pounding to the beat. She briefly chuckled at the fact that she was now `booty dancing' with Vegeta of all people. Not only that she was having fun. Who knew he would be this good of a dancer?

As the tempo picked up he pulled her around to face him. Bulma looked into his bottomless ebony eyes and felt like she was falling. Vegeta's trademark smirk had worked his way to his face once again.

`Damn he looks sexy. Oh, damn where did that come from? I better not let my mind wander like that.' She thought as she felt Vegeta pull her even closer keeping his hands firmly on her hips. Feeling him so close against her was really starting to get to her. She felt a fire start pooling in her rushing up to her face making her feel hot and dizzy.

"I think I need to sit down." She said pulling back.

"Can't keep up with me?" He said chuckling.

"I guess not." She replied laughing

They made it back to the table she had been sitting at previously and she sat sipping her drink.

"Thanks for coming Vegeta."

"It's not like you gave me a choice."

"Well thanks for not being an ass about it then. I'm having a really good time tonight."

Vegeta just grunted in reply. They sat watching the crowd. Bulma spotted Chichi and Goku in the crowd finally and was amazed as she watched the two of them move together. It was like they where totally in sync with one another. Outside of battle she had never thought Goku could be anything but clumsy but this proved her dead wrong. Suddenly she heard a loud cheering and looked over to see Krillin jumping on the stage.

She shook her head and laughed. She felt a small vibration in her purse and pulled out her cell phone. Plugging one ear with her finger she tried to make out who was on the other line.

"Hello?"

"Oh, Bulma glad I caught you. I need you to get home really soon. Sorry to ruin your night out honey but this is something you need to see." Her dad said on the other end

"Ok dad I'll be home soon."

"Do you happen to know where Vegeta is?"

"Yea he's here with me. Why?"

"This really involves him so please bring him with you."

"Ok dad we'll be right there."

She put her phone up and leaned over telling Vegeta what her dad had said. His eyebrows furrowed as he got up. Bulma walked over to Chichi and gave her and extra capsule car to get home in. Even though she had to leave she didn't want to ruin the others night. She briefly explained why she had to go and then left with Vegeta in tow.

"Now I wonder what could be so important." She said aloud not really expecting Vegeta to answer.

"What ever it is it can't be good." He said.

"Nice optimism."

"It's simply realism. What could have been so important if it wasn't bad news."

"Well since it involves you and possible me let's hope not." Bulma said as they sped home.

"Hey Baby"

I'm the kinda girl that hangs with the guys

Like a fly on the wall with my secret eyes

Takin it in, try to be feminine

With my makeup bag watchin all the sin

Misfit, I sit

Lit up, wicked

Everybody else surrounded by the girls

With the tank tops and the flirty ways

I'm just sippin on chamomile

Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal

With a stranger in the face who says he knows my mom

And went to my high school

[Chorus]

All the boys say,

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

Girls Say, Girls Say,

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

Hey Baby Baby

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

Boys Say, Boys Say

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

All the boys get the girls in the back

I'm the one they feed upon

Give a bit a star is born

And if you had enough you'll get the pass

And you can tell your friends how you made it back

No matter what they say I'm still the same

Somehow everybody knows my name

And all the girls wanna get with the boys

And the boys really like it

All the boys say,

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

Girls Say, Girls Say,

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

Hey Baby Baby

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

Boys Say, Boys Say

Hey Baby, Hey Baby, Hey

All the boys get the girls in the back

Jump on the stage makes me goin crazy

Afterwards myself and one of them gorgeous ladies

There is no need to be actin shady

Comon baby, hey hey baby

When you rock your hips you know that it amaze me

Got me off the hook and nothing else don't phase me

Can you be my one and only sunshine lady

If no, no maybe, Hey Baby

I'm just sippin on chamomile

Watching boys and girls and their sex appeal

With a stranger in the face who says he knows my mom

And went to my high school